Rosé Showers

Lyrics

[Chorus: J Delice] Fuck it, fuck it, turn the Rosé boy Let the Champagne spray, whoa, whoa Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la When it comes down, fuck her, fuck her hard, back to the crib, yeah She love the way it feel, she said I make her Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la When it comes down, it's a Rosé shower, bottles in the air When it comes down, all the fuckin' bitches wanna leave with me, when it comes down [Verse 1: French Montana] Montana! Fuck it! Fuck it Fuck it! Tip the rosé boy Let the Champagne spray You's a bucket, don't be playing with my head, boy I just want some head, boy Fuck them once, fuck them twice, fuck them three times When she throwing back to swallow, I say when it goes down Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em tryna break her head boy Then it's back to the bread boy I got some drinks in the loop, I'm sippin' drinks in the back I'm sippin' drinks in the K, I'm sippin' drinks in the A We mix it up with some friends, mix it up with some Hen She bend it over like ooh, catch a grip on my ten Montana! [Chorus: J Delice] [?] Rosaay [?] Let the Champagne spray Oo la la, oo la la La la la la [?] When it goes up, it's a Rosay shower [?] [?] [?] [Verse 2: Dave East] Bankrolls, pesos, pistols stay close Blue face, new case, you hate, stay low We run a hundred bands, hundred bands got me want to do the running man I was in the trap with my gun in hand, I had Champagne, I don't wanna dance Rosé, Dom P, Clicquot, I'm bent Blue hunnids, fuck what I spend Shorty freaky, I don't know about her, I just hope it's tight when I slide in Only foreign shit we ride in, Mommy told me she got five friends Backwoods with that sour in it, since she quit smoking, now she high again Kay Slay don't do the Henny, when I met that nigga I ain't have a penny Now I'm in the spot with Lenny I just signed a deal, probably cop a Bentley Gabrielle Union know all about it At the schools, all the students know about it This is real life, we ain't photoshopping Piece hitting, get a hundred, five hundred [Chorus: J Delice] Fuck it, fuck it, turn the Rosé boy Let the Champagne spray, whoa, whoa Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la When it comes down, fuck her, fuck her hard, back to the crib, yeah She love the way it feel, she said I make her Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la When it comes down, it's a Rosé shower, bottles in the air When it comes down, all the fuckin' bitches wanna leave with me, when it comes down [Verse 3: Zoey Dollaz] Hundred bottles of Rosé, ten bad bitches up in the section Lotta real ones, lotta records Tell 'em hatin' niggas get to stepping Tell a bartender, bring that Ciroc Saw this shit, she need about 2 shots We got the VIP, Tupac No man, I mean two-pack, my pockets on B.I.G We run the city, we don't need ID I'm in the zone, finna take her home Hop in the foreign, she front seat I know that's your chick, finna have her eat dick Yeah, nigga, like lunch meat, pull up to the crib, she on me That's what you call you, a young freak I got your chick in the crib, playing with the stick, nigga like Chun Li She playing with the stick, nigga like Chun Li [Chorus: J Delice] Fuck it, fuck it, turn the Rosé boy Let the Champagne spray, whoa, whoa Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la When it comes down, fuck her, fuck her hard, back to the crib, yeah She love the way it feel, she said I make her Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la When it comes down, it's a Rosé shower, bottles in the air When it comes down, all the fuckin' bitches wanna leave with me, when it comes down